More than 25 years ago, I remember sitting on the sofa having a "Come to Jesus" meeting with my parents. The topic of discussion was the plan for the rest of my life. I had been to Auburn for a few years by then and my had partied my way back home. Needless to say, my parents were not amused and ready for me to make some kind of plan for my future. I remember taking a VERY deep, VERY loooong breath before I said these words, "I want to be an artist." I mean, you could have heard a pin drop!! My mom stared at me with a blank look on her face and my dad (after a few sips of his Budweiser) finally spoke. He asked me if I was "on drugs"and "what the heck was I thinking"? Finally, after stuttering out a few attempts of telling them my new plans to take art classes at the local Junior College (now known as Pensacola State College), and reminding them of the fact that most people in our family were artists in one way or another ; ie, builders, woodworkers, interior designers, etc. They agreed to let me have a shot at this "crazy idea that will make me no money what-so-ever". I was thrilled and I couldn't get out off that sofa fast enough! After enrolling, making straight A's and showing up for (almost) every class, I graduated from Auburn University with a degree in Fine Arts in 1995. Woohoo!
In and out of many years, marriage, motherhood, and most recently divorce, I have come full-circle. I am painting full-time and feeling more like that scared young lady sitting on the sofa with my parents proclaiming my plans to become an artist. (Thank you Jesus for not letting my dad kick my butt all the way into the bayou!) I am making my art, and showing my daughters that no matter what life brings your way, there is always another chance to make the better choices for you in life and always take a chance to make a better future for yourself... even if it is a choice to become a "crazy" artist.